The bathroom door opened and my older sister, Crystal, sauntered by. Twenty and looking so hot in a tank top that molded to her round breasts and a pair of panties that hugged her ass. They were pink and satiny, clinging to her curves. She headed for her room with a sway to her hips. She threw a look over her shoulder.
"Don't stare at me, perv," Crystal snapped at me. "God, why do I have a gross, little brother?"
"You're the one parading around in your panties," I muttered, my dick throbbing.
"Crystal, I warned you about that," Mom called from the end of the hallway. "I know what you're doing."
"What am I doing, Mom?" Crystal asked with complete innocence as she stood in front of me, her nipples poking at the front of her t-shirt.
"Teasing your brother. He's a young man. You're going to make him pop a blood gasket if you prance around like that."
"I should be able to prance around naked and not have to worry about him ogling me!" Crystal said. She glared daggers at me. "Stop staring at my tits!" Then she whirled and vanished into her room, slamming the door shut behind her.
I just shook my head. I didn't get Crystal. Half the time, it was like she wanted me to stare at her even though she was my sister. The rest of the time she was pissed at me if I so much as looked at her. All she did this morning was to make my dick harder.
I really, really needed to get off.
The last door before the stairs opened and Garnet appeared. My little sister smiled at me. She was a petite thing, wearing her black hair in cute pigtails. She was eighteen and adorable. Her innocent face lit up at the sight of me.
"Hey, big bro," she said. "How'd you sleep?"
"Fine," I lied, hoping she wouldn't notice my hardon tenting the front of my jeans. She was dressed in pink tights that vanished beneath her jean skirt and a sleeveless top that was striped with bands of white and teal. Her eyes held such excitement. "What?"
"Hmm?" she asked as she fell in step beside me as we headed down the stairs.
"You're smiling."
"Oh, just happy," she said and playfully grabbed my arm. She was like that. Cute and mischievous. She never took anything seriously. She always made everything delightful.
"Did you get your math homework done?" I asked her.
She puffed out her cheeks in annoyance. "No. I just didn't get one part. Can you help me? Please, please!"
"After classes," I promised her.
She squealed in delight and kissed me on my cheek. That felt nice. Then she broke away from me and darted down the stairs the rest of the way, calling out, "Hey, Maya."
"Hey, rugrat," Maya answered back. "How you doing?"
"Fine! Big bro's going to help me in math."
"Oh, is he?" Maya said. "That's strange. He nearly flunked math last year. You sure you want his help?"
"I got a C," I muttered as I reached the bottom of the stairs.
My friend from next door was sitting at the breakfast table in the kitchen that Garnet ran to. Maya had brown hair that fell about her freckled, heart-shaped face. She had a big smile on her lips. She often came over for breakfast. She already had a bowl of cereal poured out before her and was eating it. Garnet was dumping her own cereal, something bright and sugary, into a dish.
"Got Ms. Trueno's homework done, Leo?" Maya asked as I headed to grab my own bowl of cereal. I snagged a box of shredded wheat. Mom always kept the kitchen stocked.
"Yeah," I said, the image of my sexy teacher popping into my head. Ms. Trueno was the hottest teacher at my college. She was gorgeous. God, I didn't need to think about her right now. She had my dick throbbing.
"He has a crush on her," Garnet said. "Big bro and teacher sitting in a tree. K I S S I N G! First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage!"
"What are you, five?" I asked my little sister.
Garnet just grinned at me as I poured my cereal.
"You have a crush on your teacher, Leo?" Mom asked as she swept into the kitchen.